My hometown is a small town with a long history. Its name is Tao Dong.
My family lives in a double-decker room. There is a wide yard in front of the house, which is beautifully decorated by the ingenious grandfather. Grandpa divided the yard into several pieces with his own wooden fence. The smallest piece is used to put the dog cage, the middle piece is planted with some flowers, grass, fruits and vegetables, and the rest is used to hang clothes and sit and rest.
Grandpa made a dog cage with colored steel wire and sewed a soft and thick cushion for the dog. As long as you sit up, the whole person will sink in and make a loud cock crow, which the dog likes very much.
The vegetables planted in grandpa's garden remind me of the old man who sells vegetables outside the old house, lives alone and has to buy medicine for his wife who is in poor health. If someone looks at him piteously and supports him, he always refuses others. ...
Whenever there are holidays, old people like to come out and talk about their families. The yard is the best "chat base".
I like the yard in my hometown.
In the early morning, the rooster's "whoa whoa" sound broke the silence. Animals go out for food, dogs bark, and a lively day begins.
In the morning, I sat on the soft grass and watched the small fish and shrimps compete for food. When chickens see food, they compete for food because they are afraid that they will be hungry. After the food was robbed. They pecked my fingers in a friendly way, tickling and making me laugh.
In a blink of an eye, at noon, the yard was calm again. Chickens huddled together and fell asleep; The puppy stood quietly in his post, guarding the yard; Quietly, occasionally, the sound of small fish jumping came from the pond ... maybe they like taking a nap as much as I do!
In the afternoon, the small yard was alive again. Pigs purr softly; Birds are chirping in the trees; Sheep are sunbathing on the lawn. I lay on the grass, bathed in warm sunshine, and the dog snuggled up to me. Looking at the sky, white clouds look like white rabbits for a while, light snow for a while, and people look like cotton candy for a while.
Gradually, as night falls, everything becomes calm. ...
Teacher's comment: Observe carefully with the "five senses method" and fully feel the scenery, and it will be delicate, true and vivid when written! You're amazing!
The small courtyard in my hometown is very distinctive, but the most distinctive is a small fruit forest, pear tree, apricot tree, plum tree, hawthorn tree and so on.
Yangchun is the season when everything recovers, and the bare branches draw out the green branches and leaves. At the same time, the flowers of various fruit trees are also busy. My friend praised "good smell" when he entered the door, which made our whole family very proud. Not only is my yard full of flowers, but even the whole village is immersed in it.
Midsummer is a period of vigorous development. Fruit trees can see small green fruits hidden in the trees through overlapping leaves.
Late autumn is the harvest season. The fruit trees are covered with red hawthorn and Huang Chengcheng pears. It is really delicious and greedy, which makes people fall in love at first sight. At the same time, the leaves gradually turn yellow. When the cool autumn wind blows, the leaves are reluctant to leave the embrace of the mother tree, just like butterflies flying in the air. It is really beautiful.
In the middle of winter, white clothes are everywhere. Hawthorn and plum trees guard my home like soldiers. Snow with goose feathers is better than covering these fruit trees with a warm quilt.
There is a small yard in front of my house.
In spring, the grass breaks through the ground, as if to say, "After waiting for a winter, spring has finally come!" " "It's spring rain, and raindrops are like naughty children. They regard grass as a sliding slide and dive into the soil at once. When the little flower saw the grass appear, it couldn't wait to open its beautiful petals, and the earth looked like it was dressed in colorful clothes.
In summer, beautiful lotus flowers bloom in the lotus pond at the door, just like beautiful fairies, and small fish laugh and laugh under the lotus flowers. In the evening, the lotus pond becomes a stage, where small animals hold concerts, dragonflies, small fish and frogs are singing happily.
In autumn, our orange trees are covered with lanterns-like oranges. You are holding and touching the oranges on the tree, as if to say, "Pick me, pick me." The fruit trees are all golden yellow, just like a golden carpet.
In winter, the earth looks like wearing a snowsuit. The roof and grass are white. When I stepped on it, I felt like I was on a cloud.
I love my yard.
Small courtyard in my hometown Composition 5 Although my grandmother's small courtyard is small, the scenery there is pleasant and I have memories of my childhood. If you don't believe me, just listen to me.
Spring in my yard is beautiful. Green grass grows, hanging with crystal dew, lying comfortably at the tip of a lobule like a small gem. The flowers in the small courtyard are also in full bloom, colorful and varied, among which my favorite flower is peach blossom, and some peach blossoms are still in bloom, like a shy girl. I will also bury the petals and hope to grow another peach tree next year.
In summer, the trees grow luxuriantly, and the thick leaves give us shade like a big umbrella. Although the weather was very hot, cicada held its "concert" and attracted many small animals to "watch and listen".
In autumn, there is a bumper harvest in the yard. Pomegranate grin, grapefruit full as if pregnant with a baby. The fallen leaves fell all over the floor, like a thick carpet on the floor. If you step on it, it will make a rustling sound.
In winter, the yard is white, and the leaves on the trees fall off one by one and put on a new white cotton-padded coat. I often invite my friends to make snowmen and have snowball fights.
This is my yard. Do you like it?
My hometown is the hometown of big cherries-Lizhuang Xiehu, which is famous for Ganyu.
I don't want other scenery, I just like grandma's yard.
When you push open the door that has existed for a long time, it will make a creaking sound, and the first thing you see is a lawn. The southeast corner of the lawn is full of beautiful flowers, but I still like red roses with thorns. I remember when my grandmother was cooking in the kitchen, and I pricked my finger to climb a red rose. I cried for a long time. Or grandma heard the sound and came to help me dress the wound. Although I took that lesson, I still didn't remember it. I pick them every two or three days. It seems that "learning a truth from one pit" is useless to me.
Except the lawn in the southeast corner and a path in the middle, all other places are vegetable fields, which look like a few stout green snakes from a distance. All the dishes in our family are bought from here. Every spring, I go back to my hometown to grow vegetables with my grandmother. Although very tired, but also very happy. In autumn, there is always a slow autumn wind to accompany my grandmother and me to pick vegetables in vegetable fields. Whenever I see the fruits of my labor, my heart is full of joy.
The small courtyard in my hometown bears my happiness, my sadness, my troubles and even better childhood memories.